On a winter afternoon, the dark is always the fastest. At four or five o'clock, the sky was dark, and the warm sun had long been swallowed up by the dark clouds, dark gray clouds, covering the entire sky, and the cold wind was constantly raging back and forth in the town.

There are so many unknowns in life, and you don't know whether the next moment will be lucky or unlucky.

In the morning, Lin Feng hurriedly cooked the meal, "Grandpa, Dad, it's time to eat", Lin Feng brought out the rice, Lin Luoming made it on the chair early, and kept scolding, "Hurry up, clumsy, you want to starve to death!" What's the use of raising you. ”

"Luo Ming, Lin Feng, he is your son! How can you say that".

"If it weren't for Lao Tzu raising you two, you don't know how many times you would have starved to death."

Lin Feng helped his grandfather sit on the chair. Coppery skin, wrinkles on the face have long been occupied, I don't know how many tribulations have gone through on the face. Or maybe it's a sign of time!

Lin Feng's nose couldn't help but sour, whenever he thought of living with his grandfather when he was a child, what Lin Feng wanted to eat, his grandfather ran over to buy it, and when he ate, his grandfather fed him one bite at a time, and he almost didn't pick the stars in the sky.

The meal was finished early, and Lin Feng walked to the kitchen with a plate, the cold water in winter was stinging. His hands, which had long been numb from cold, were unconsciously rinsing the dishes in the water.

Some porcelains collided together to make a ''jingle, jingling' sound, and then sharply slashed across the ear.

Lin Feng wiped the water from his hands, turned his head to look at the dim living room, and an inexplicable pain came from all parts of his body

The doorknob turned, Lin Feng pushed open the old door and walked to the window, the cold moonlight gently sprinkled on Lin Feng's face, it was already the middle of the night, except for the street lights in the alley were still on, the rest had already merged with the night.

The dim light shone on the streets of the alley, and some night cats, wild dogs, and so on, were still drilling in the garbage heap, and then looked around a few times, as if they were frightened, and suddenly rushed into the night.

Lin Feng raised his head and looked at a building in front of him, where the rain was in front of him.

There are no lights on the other side; "Maybe the rain has already fallen asleep," Lin Feng said softly.

Lin Feng sat alone at the head of the bed in a stupid daze, the clothes that were torn by Lin Luoming were neatly placed under the pillow, Lin Feng would pillow on his clothes every time before going to bed, perhaps, Lin Feng thought that this was the closest distance from the rain!

The night gradually fell silent......

The wind, whistling through the ......

Dreams are becoming clearer......